doing all the things i used to do with people Lyrics

Stay in bed

Sometimes turning to my right

Until I close my eyes

This is not a song about sleep or death

It's about something much smaller and paler than that

I'm not going to show it to my friends

'Cause when I came home

I'd lost thirty-something pounds

I didn't leave my bed

I threw up in a bathroom in Baltimore

Before dancing with a girl

I'll probably never talk to again

We won't be friends

And I won't be nice to anyone

Because I don't see why I should

I don't see the point

I won't, I won't get clean

For the rest of my life

I won't be nice